Sunday, 31 July 2011

  • First Loves

    A knowledgeable asshole told me the other day that people can never forget their first loves and surely, I had a reason to believe that. Things changed so quickly and years have past since we've last spoken, yet I still think of him at every given chance. It was the familiar feeling of being lost that got me thinking about him. I found someone who greatly resembled him and the thought of being close, but far with the person I loved and always will love, put me at a loss.

    eating mcdonalds

    organizing showering matterial

    march 6th

    2008/2009

    seeing his name in my diary

    having fragmented memories lead back to him

    hurting

    missing him

    hating that I don't remember how our conversations went while we were close

    wishing these memories would stay close, but having them slip away like everything else..

Saturday, 30 October 2010

  • My Ammonia Smelling Sweater >:

    Just as a random starters, the sleeve of my sweater smells like ammonia.

    There are problems between us that might never be solved. 3, 4, or 5.

    The problem lies in me. I hate that, but I don't know how to change it and make everything all better. Problems :

    • Friends' support
    • His busy-ness
    • Age difference
    • Family background difference
    • Living style

    Yuhh there's other problems too, but .. they're more crappy than the ones already existing on this blog . haha . C:

  • Ba-dumph.

    Lately, I have been dealing with this weird pain in my chest. It feels as though my heart just randomly expanded. It happens once in a while, irregularly. Usually when it gets late at night. I want to be fearless. Unrelenting. No regrets. Have everything in control. Can I really wait that long? >:

  • ChoicesAreHard .

    Sometimes I wish life would only have two choices, two choices that actually make sense. Obvious pros that outweighed the cons. Or the other way around. that would work just as well. I hate how that sounds. insecure. Times when everything would work out, that's what I hope for. If things worked out for me today, it didn't work out for two other people. Maybe even more than that. I don't know how I could be so selfish and still wish I could get with someone I can never have.

    Not until another 4 years. If I'm lucky, 3. To be exact, 1366 more days. College .

Friday, 29 October 2010

  • Listening to Some Songs

    Songs always remind me of the period of time when I listened to them the most. There are a lot of foolish things I did that year. 2009? I think that was it. I don't remember the order things came in at all, it's all become so blurry lately. 2008? I can't remember, I really can't.

    Wen wanted to listen to my voice. I believed a liar. End.

    Twilight .

    Skinny jeans and heavy jackets.

    2lbs of chocolate .

    no it was right this time of the year, I remember Halloween .

    Depressed. That's how things went .

    Anything could take me away if they wanted to, but no one wanted to .

    Damon Parker . Wishes. Hollywood Undead.

    How did it end? Reedview. McNuggets. Shower. Placing all those shampoos and things onto a rack. The first and only time I ever talked to him on the phone. March 6th, that ended too. or was it the 9th? Funeral. End.

    Evan is a mother fucker. Midnight. No one there is good . One blue rose, me. One red rose, him. Bad luck . Or so I thought. Stalking. Scary. Mei. Diamond Plaza. Delete. End.

    Feelings quickly pushed away. FM. Quitting. Stopping. Helping. Stuck like glue we were. Anniversaries. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. Or 7, I think. Sweetness. Love. EVERYDAY OF HAPPINESS . Then... Jealousy. Fights. Cold war. Phone problems. That too, regretfully ended.

    That was it, I think. what I can remember the most. Everything that stood out in my mind about the foolish years I've listened to this song.

     

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